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they threw a stone, you threw a stone
the single clenched fist lifted and ready
if the red slayer think he slays
last night the full moon laid a cloth of white
i stood
short and sweet, and we've come to the end of it
how like the stars are these white, nameless faces
one sweetly solemn thought
it is true that you say the gods are more use to you than fairies
i saw god. do you doubt it?
as a naked man i go
i love my hour of wind and light

 



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